Whenever I have a huge decision to make, I stress. My default mode is "what if I'm wrong??" This has been true for the last 10+ years of my life. College, mission trips during college, where to teach after college, quitting teaching, moving to Baltimore, leaving Baltimore, beginning seminary. All decisions fraught with questions, doubts, fears. And I'm there again. Graduated from seminary, looking for the next step. Wondering. Doubting. Questioning. Hoping. Dreaming. Fearing. Every big decision is the same. You'd think I'd have learned by now just to decide or jump or trust or whatever. But no. The reason for this struggle is that I so badly long to do what I am meant to do. I long to follow God where He is leading, to fulfill the purpose He has planned for me from the beginning. But I'm only human. And so how on earth do I know what God has planned for me? And how on earth can I possibly do that without screwing it up completely? I look at vers...
Learning to live courageously and love ferociously, following God one step at a time, desiring to be part of a story bigger than me.
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P.S. you're making me really hungry
Came across your pics on facebook's feed stories...you look great! I didn't realize that you had moved away so when i saw that you discovered a great italian bakery, i was so excited but then I realized it was not anywhere close to Atlanta :-( Anyways just wanted to say hello!
Oh by the way, I saw that you like to bake and I have been trying (for the longest time) to make a fruit tart, pie crust and all, but I am having a hard time with the crust...any tips?